Fantasize ~ Logan Howlett

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NYX’s NIGHTFALL

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐎

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“𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭“

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Natalya awoke to the soft chirping of birds outside her window, a smile already tugging at her lips. Slipping out of bed, she padded across the hardwood floor to her vanity, adorned with an array of cosmetics and hair accessories. Today, like any other day, she had a routine to follow—a delicate dance of beauty rituals and wardrobe choices. She couldn't stop thinking about the dinner she and her friends had at the grill the night prior.

As if Caroline wasn't already overbearing in the school hallway, interrogating her and Elena, she went ahead and took it up another level by grilling poor Stefan on his whole family situation. Natalya was put off by Stefan; she got a weird vibe from him. Even Bonnie said she felt weird around him, but then again, she swore on her lucky stars that when she touched him the other night, she saw a vision. Natalya brushed her teeth, washed her face, and applied some light makeup. Growing up, Elena always told her how beautiful she was, and because of that, she preferred light makeup over heavy. She decided to straighten her hair down and applied two white clips on each side, pinning back her front hair. She shut the light off in her bathroom, heading for her dresser. She pulled out her favorite pair of denim jeans. She and Bonnie decided to customize their jeans one sleepover when they got bored. Hers had a Playboy bunny on one pocket. Then she grabbed a pink lace tank top and put on her pink Converse.

After quickly fixing her shirt and grabbing a sweater, Natalya grabbed her backpack and headed out of her room. But as she swung open the door, she collided with someone, causing her to stumble backward. "Ouch!" Natalya exclaimed, blinking in surprise as she regained her balance. She looked up to see her older sister Elena standing in the hallway, a bemused expression on her face. "Elena, you scared me!" Natalya laughed, adjusting her backpack. Elena chuckled, shaking her head at her sister's antics. "Sorry about that, I was rushing," Elena said, hiding her smile. "Rushing to go see Stefan?" Natalya said with her eyebrows raised and a smile in her eyes. "I don't know what you're talking about," Elena said back in a sly voice. "You look amazing as always though, Talya," Elena said, looking her up and down with a smile. One thing about Elena was that she truly adored her baby sister; she was her best friend. Elena had many friends, but none would ever top Natalya in her eyes. She loved her sister endlessly and she was happy that she was finally enjoying her life since their parents passed away. "Why thank you, sister," Natalya smiled back, spinning in a circle to show off her outfit, feeling a surge of affection for her sister. Despite their occasional clashes, she knew Elena always had her back. "GIRLS!" they heard their aunt Jenna yell; they both scrambled down the stairs where they found their aunt standing in front of a mirror with her hair in a crazy updo. "Do I look like an adult? As in respectfully parental?" she asked, turning to the girls. "Depends on where you're going," Elena said, looking over at Jenna. "I agree with Lena," Natalya joined in. Jenna sighed. "Jeremy's parent-teacher conference," she said, moving her hair down. "Hair up or down?" she asked. Natalya moved behind her, grabbing her hair and putting it back up in a clip. "Sexy stewardess," she said, moving it back down. "Boozy housewife," Natalya finished, patting Jenna on her butt with a wink. "Up it is; you two are feisty today," she said, finishing pinning her hair up. "I feel good today, which is rare, so I've decided to go with it," Elena said, moving towards the kitchen. "Fly free, walk on sunshine, and all the stuff," she said, sitting at the kitchen island. "I know why you feel good; one word, starts with an S," she said back to Elena with a smug look. "And to answer you, Aunt Jenna, I slept so good last night; of course, I feel good," she said, turning back to Jenna. "Well, I'm glad Jeremy seemed miserable; something about building a birdhouse," she said, moving her hands as she went through the fridge before she paused. "There is no workshop, is there?" Both girls stifled their laughter, shaking their heads no.

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Natalya was walking down the hallway with bonnie and caroline, "i'm confused, are you psychic or clairvoyant?" caroline said putting up signs for the cheer team as she walked "Technically, grams says I'm a witch. My ancestors were these really cool Salem witch chicks or something.Grams tried to explain it all, but she was looped on the liquor so I kinda tuned out. Crazy family, yes. Witches? I don't think so." bonnie said wrapping her arm around natalya's own arm, "i mean if grams told me i was a witch i'd believe her she's got the whole witch vibe going on" natalya said as she fixed her lipgloss "want some?" she pointed her towards her lipgloss to bonnie who took it from her hand "plus imagine being a witch that would be totally cool, i would totally rock the witch persona" she said with a smile on her lips, caroline turned around and tilted her head "i think if you were going to anything it'd be a vampire, you'd be a hot vampire." she said with a wink towards natalya, "no way she'd be a witch for sure, the real life good witch, my glinda" bonnie said handing natalya her lip gloss back, "Yeah, well, feel free to conjure up the name and number of that guy from last night," Caroline said, handing Natalya and Bonnie half her stack of posters. "Here, help me hand these out," Caroline continued as she turned and walked in a different direction. "You mean the guy from last night with the blue eyes?" Natalya said, recalling the man she had run into on her way home from the grill. She had left Bonnie and Caroline early after Bonnie started complaining about how Elena got every man she wanted.

"Yeah, I can't listen to this anymore," Natalya said as she started gathering her stuff. "Nat..." Bonnie said, giving her a look that Natalya could only interpret as an apology. She shook her head, trying to tell Bonnie not to feel sorry.

"Oh, come on, Nat. The only reason you don't agree is because you've never had a boyfriend for Elena to steal," Caroline said. Natalya knew Caroline was drunk and not being herself, but she still couldn't sit through it. She grabbed her things and gave Bonnie a quick hug and kiss goodbye, then made her way towards the exit.

After she left the grill, she remembered that Bonnie had been her ride home. She had been so busy with Caroline that she must have forgotten. Natalya pulled out her phone to call Elena for a ride when she collided with a stranger. "Watch where you're going," he muttered low and gravely, sending a shiver down Natalya's spine. She looked up and was met with piercing blue eyes that seemed to bore into her soul with each gaze. His dark hair was slicked back, giving him a sinister air. The man towered over her in height, and he wore a leather jacket that creaked with every movement he made, adding to his unsettling presence. Natalya took a step back, feeling her heart pounding in her chest. "I'm sorry," she stammered out. The stranger's lips turned up into a smirk. "Apology accepted," he said, his voice dripping with malice. All of Natalya's instincts were screaming at her to run, but she stood frozen in her place, unable to tear her eyes away from the stranger's haunting eyes. "What's your name?" the stranger asked. "Natalya," she whispered, her voice barely audible. The stranger's smirk widened, his eyes dilating with each word he spoke. "Well, Natalya, it seems we have a connection," he said, taking a step closer to her. Natalya's heart raced as she backed away with each step he took closer, her mind racing with fear. She'd never seen this man before; he didn't go to school with her. Part of her wanted to scream, but she was stuck frozen, staring into his eyes.

Before she could react, the stranger reached out and grasped her arm with a grip that felt like ice. "You are not going to remember this interaction; you're going to think you ran into a handsome stranger on your way home. The next time you see me, you will remember the conversation we had tonight; you will not tell anyone when you do remember. Do you understand?" the man spoke, his voice low and commanding. With her mind fuzzy, Natalya removed her arm from the stranger's grasp. "I'm sorry, I should have been watching where I was going," she said, shaking her head. Moving out of the man's way, she dialed Elena's phone number as she made her way down the street.

"I didn't see him, you did. Why didn't you just speak to him?" Bonnie spoke back to Caroline, shaking her head at Natalya.

"I don't know; I was drunk," Caroline said.

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Natalya sat next to her sister at the grill with Caroline and Bonnie. It was the town's night of the comet and apparently, to Bonnie, a night of supernatural doom and gloom. "Well, I was talking to Grams, and she said the comet is a sign of impending doom. The last time it passed over Mystic Falls, there was lots of death. So much blood and carnage, it created a bed of paranormal activity," Bonnie explained. "Yeah, and then you poured Grams another shot, and she told you about the aliens," Caroline replied back sarcastically. "So then what?" she then turned her head to Elena. "So then nothing," Elena said. "You and Stefan talked all night? There was no sloppy first kiss or touchy-feely of any kind?" Caroline replied. The conversation had shifted to them talking about how Elena had Stefan over last night. "Nope. We didn't go there," Elena replied, "Trust me, I would know; those walls are thin," Natalya said with a slight smile. "Not even a handshake? I mean, Elena, we are your friends. Ok? You are supposed to share the smut," Natalya was shaking her head to agree with Caroline. "Exactly, and I've never been with anyone, so it's up to you all to tell me these things so I can live vicariously through you," Elena pursed her lips. "We just talked for hours," Caroline scoffed. "Ok, what is with the blockage? Just jump his bones already! Ok, it's easy. Boy likes girl, girl likes boy, sex," Elena suddenly got up, Natalya's eyes widened. "Profound, Caroline," Elena responded. "Wait, where are you going?" Bonnie asked.

"Caroline's right. It is easy. If I sit here long enough, I'll end up talking myself out of it instead of doing what I started the day saying I was going to do." she then walked away. "Okay, that was so out of character for her," Natalya said, sipping her strawberry lemonade. The night of the comet had approached quickly. Natalya was once again back to handing out flyers with Elena and Bonnie.

"He didn't call, huh?" Bonnie asked Elena.

"Or text, but I realized we never even exchanged that stuff. We've never gotten to the texting part," Natalya whipped her head around." Seriously?" Bonnie nodded her head in agreement. "That's an important milestone in like any relationship," Elena moved to hand more flyers. "Isn't it? The timing is wrong anyway?" Natalya stopped handing her looking at her sister. "Yeah, but when is it ever right? Remember Jason? We dated a month after Mom and Dad passed away, and I know for a fact the time wasn't right then," giving her sister a smile she turned back to start setting up candles. "I just don't think I'm ready, ya know?" Elena responded. "Again, who is?" Bonnie replied with a small smile. "At least I'm putting myself out there," Elena retorted, "Is that what we're calling it now?" Bonnie responded, "What's that supposed to mean?" Elena snaps back.

"I'm just saying all I'm hearing is reasons why you can't," Bonnie says shrugging her shoulders and walking away. Out of the corner of her eye, Natalya swears she saw the stranger from the night prior, but when she whips her head around she's met with nothing. "You okay, Talya?" Elena asks, moving closer to her sister. "Huh..? Yea, I'm alright, Lena." Elena ditched Natalya to walk around with Stefan, Bonnie got the creeps again from him, and Caroline was nowhere to be seen. Natalya was totally ditching the comet. As she walked alone to her car, the night air felt thick with unease. Her friends and sister lost in their own world, even her brother was wrapped up in Vicki land. Now, the deserted parking lot seemed to stretch out before her like a void, the only sound the echo of her footsteps on the pavement. Suddenly, she heard a rustling sound, like someone moving in the shadows. Natalya's heart skipped a beat as she glanced around, her senses on high alert. She quickened her pace, the hairs on the back of her neck standing on end. Then, out of nowhere, he appeared—the dark-haired man with piercing blue eyes, his presence sending a chill down Natalya's spine. "You again?" she gasped, her voice trembling with fear. "How did you—" But before she could finish her sentence, the man was standing before her, his eyes gleaming with an unsettling intensity. "Sorry. Didn't mean to scare you," Damon said as that smirk Natalya was all too familiar with settled on his features. Natalya took a step back, her heart racing in her chest. "What do you want?" she whispered, her voice barely above a whisper. "I need a small favor from you," he said as he moved closer to her, locking her gaze with his. "You are going to pretend to be in a relationship with me. You see, I know the fact that I'm messing with your head will bother my baby brother. So his precious girlfriend's baby sister has to be collateral," he said, his voice dripping with malice. "Wh— who are you?" she whispered back, her eyes still gazing into his. But the man didn't respond. Instead, he reached out and grasped her arm with a grip that felt like ice. Natalya gasped, her pulse quickening as she struggled to break free. Natalya arrived home; she set her keys on the table near the door — "Hey, Talya," Elena said, bounding down the stairs, "i was thinking we could slumber it tonight.. maybe watch a movie?" she said grabbing a bowl from the kitchen. Natalya felt this overbearing sensation to inform her older sister about the man she had met once again in the parking lot, but the words the came out of her mouth didn't reflect what was going on in her mind — actually it was the total opposite, it was like she was saying one thing in her mind but she couldn't say it out loud, so she just decided to say nothing. "I actually just want to go to bed, I had a really long night and i'm just not feeling it." she responded "Natalya are you alright?" Elena said walking over to her sister moving her to sit on the couch — if only she knew but it was like Natalya's mouth was sealed shut, "yea Elena i'm fine" she took her hand from Elena's grasp and stormed upstairs. when Natalya entered her bedroom she shut the door and leaned against it. "you wanted to tell her didn't you?" Damon said as he laid on Natalya's bed messing around with her teddy bear — "what are you going to do to me?"

Natalya whispered in a vice like fear — "well i have a couple things but right now i'm hungry. why don't you come sit down next to me?" Natalya hesitated — "cmon Natalya you have to do what i say.. that's how this works" he persuaded in a sing song voice. Natalya's hesitant footsteps move her towards the bed. she sat down next to him as he moved to her, "see that wasn't so hard" he said as he moved her hair out of her face cupping her cheek. Natalya sat frozen as Damon's lips pressed against hers, his kiss forceful and demanding. Panic surged through her veins as she realized she didn't want this, but Damon was stronger than her, his grip on her arms unyielding. "Stop," Natalya gasped, trying to push him away, but Damon only tightened his hold, his kiss growing more aggressive. "Natalya, don't fight it," Damon murmured against her lips, his voice low and commanding. "You know you want this." But Natalya didn't want this. She wanted to scream, to run away from Damon's suffocating embrace, but she was powerless against him. And then, she felt a sharp pain shoot through her neck as Damon's fangs pierced her skin.

She cried out in agony, her entire body wracked with pain as Damon drank from her. She felt weak, dizzy, and helpless, her vision swimming as darkness threatened to consume her. Damon pulls away kissing down her neck moving her sweater out of his way. Natalya felt sick to her stomach as she at him, her body trembling with fear and disgust. She wanted to scream, to run away and never look back, but she knew she was trapped in Damon's web of control. She didn't even want to think of was happened next. She knew she hated the man next to her, Natalya had never hated anyone before. But this man — he's taken something from her she'd never get back. She didn't know what he wanted with her, why he did what he did. She knew he wasn't human based on the way that when he was done with her he told her to never say anything about what happened, and she listened. The Gilbert girl hesitantly fell asleep.

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𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞!!

𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬, 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫! 𝐌𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐫 𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐤𝐨𝐥 𝐦𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐢𝐜!! 𝐀𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐲𝐚 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞!

𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 -

𝐌𝐢𝐚 𝐱𝐨𝐱𝐨

i could never be famous because the second i learned people were shipping me with someone i'd be making out with them as much as possible

NYX’s NIGHTFALL

𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄

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𝐍𝐲𝐱 | (𝐆𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐤 𝐌𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐲)

𝐠𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭; 𝐝𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐬

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*  *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

.・゜゜・　　・゜゜・．

｡･ﾟﾟ･　　             ･ﾟﾟ･｡

In the depths of the cosmos, where the stars danced in eternal harmony and the celestial beings reigned supreme, there existed Nyx, the goddess of the night. Cloaked in darkness and adorned with the shimmering jewels of the night sky, Nyx was a figure of mystery and power. But beneath her enigmatic exterior lay a soul burdened by struggles that mirrored the depths of the cosmos she ruled. Nyx's first struggle came from her own nature. Born from Chaos itself, she embodied the primordial darkness that existed before creation. Many feared her, shunning her as an omen of doom and despair. Her second struggle arose from her tumultuous relationship with Erebus, the god of primordial darkness. Their union was one of passion and conflict, as their opposing natures clashed like cosmic forces colliding in the void. Despite their love, they were often consumed by darkness, their union bringing chaos and destruction in its wake.As the goddess of the night, Nyx bore witness to the sorrows and fears of mortals as they slept. Their nightmares and anxieties weighed heavily on her heart, and she longed to bring them peace and solace. Yet, try as she might, she could not banish the darkness from their dreams. Nyx's greatest struggle, however, came from within herself. Immortal though she was, she yearned for connection and understanding, a longing that seemed impossible to fulfill. Surrounded by the vast emptiness of the cosmos, she felt isolated and alone, her darkness swallowing her whole. But amidst the shadows, there flickered a glimmer of hope. Nyx discovered that within the depths of her darkness lay the potential for transformation and renewal. Embracing her struggles as part of her divine nature, she began to see the beauty in her darkness, the stars shining brightest against the backdrop of night. With newfound purpose and resolve, Nyx embarked on a journey of self-discovery and redemption. She reached out to mortals, offering them the comfort of her embrace and the promise of dreams that whispered of hope and possibility. She forged alliances with other gods and goddesses, finding strength in unity and understanding. As the eons passed, Nyx's darkness became a beacon of light in the cosmos, a reminder that even in the darkest of nights, there is beauty and possibility waiting to be discovered. And so, Nyx's struggles transformed into triumphs, her darkness giving birth to stars that illuminated the heavens with their brilliance. In the end, Nyx emerged from the shadows as a symbol of resilience and redemption, a testament to the enduring power of darkness to bring forth light. And though her struggles may have been many, they were but stepping stones on her journey to embrace the infinite possibilities of the cosmos she ruled.

𝐇𝐢 𝐚𝐥𝐥, 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐍𝐲𝐱'𝐬 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥. 𝐒𝐨𝐨𝐨𝐨 𝐞𝐱𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤! 𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐧𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐎𝐂. 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐜 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡, 𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 , 𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐠𝐨𝐫𝐞. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐢𝐬 𝟏𝟖+ 𝐢 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐣𝐨𝐛 𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐚 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐞. 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐭. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠.

𝐈 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐦, 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐧𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝. 𝐈𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐢𝐭. 𝐀𝐧𝐲 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝.

𝐀𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐞 & 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐀𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐦𝐞 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭!!

𝐗𝐎𝐗𝐎 -

𝐌𝐢𝐚 ♡

Welcome home.

Haylijah in every episode -> 1.05 Sinners and Saints

Loved your SFW alphabet!!!! Can you also do the nsfw alphabet for Wolverine??????🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹

logan howlett nsfw alphabet

pairings : logan howlett x fem!reader warnings : smut prompts, deep throating, dacryphilia, choking, breeding kink, mean!logan, dom/sub dynamics, i’m probably missing some, NOT PROOFREAD a/n : hey so this sucks because i’ve had to rewrite it like seven times bc tumblr wouldn’t let me post, i’m sorry if it’s disappointing:(

A ➝ Aftercare (what they're like after sex)

⤷ logan is extremely attentive after sex, his deep rooted fear of over using his strength on you always in the forefront of his mind. with you usually being stuck in the clouds after the most amazing orgasm of your life he’s always sure to care for you.

‘here darlin drink’ logan mumbles bringing a glass of water to your lips.

‘hmm’ you mumble out nestling your head into the hand he’s using the move your head.

B ➝ Body part (their favorite body part of their

partner's)

⤷ logan’s favorite body part is definitely your neck. he loveeeesssss kissing, biting, choking…. he loves your inhaling your scent, your pheromones always setting him off.

C ➝ Cum (where they like to cum)

⤷ preferably inside of you, but he’s willing to whatever you want. he’s obsessed with the idea of leaving his seed in you whether it be your cunt or your mouth.

‘cmon darlin’ swallow it for me’ he groans out reaching his peak his grip tightening on your hair.

D ➝ Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

⤷ he won’t tell anyone but when he’s away on missions he always brings a pair of your underwear with him. especially if he knows it’s going to take longer than usual.

E ➝ Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they're doing?)

⤷ logan’s two hundred years old, he’s got a lot of experience and maybe it hadn’t really clicked in your head how experienced he was until the first time you slept together. him having you come undone in a matter of minutes.

F ➝ Favorite position (this goes without saying)

⤷ he lovessss cowgirl, you being on top is the hottest thing to him. it’s not often people have control over him but with you he’d gladly let you. pulling you down by your neck holding you to his chest while he thrust’s viscously up into you at an inhuman speed.

‘yea baby, you love when i fuck you like this’ he grunts into your ear harshly.

G ➝ Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

⤷ he is not goofy at all. he’s a serious man when it comes to pleasing his woman.

H ➝ Hair (do they like hair pulling?)

⤷ he loves hair pulling. at first he wasn’t sure if you would like it granted his strength but when he was deep inside you with you begging his to pull your hair he snapped. he’s been obsessed with it ever since.

‘please lo..’ you moan out eyes wide

‘please what baby, gotta tell me what you need’ he gruffs out his movements never once stopping at the plea in your tone as you move his hand to the back of your head.

‘want you t—‘ your words getting cut short by the string grip that pulls your head back your neck wide on display.

I ➝ Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

⤷ the first couple times intimacy was a hard thing for logan, it wasn’t slow and sensual it was hard and rough. you never complained he’d never really had a reason or a person to go slow with. slowly the more he opened up to you about his life and his past and saw how willingly you loved him his demeanor changed from needing to be in control to wanting to let go of that control and just be in that moment with you.

J ➝ Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

⤷ logan’s mission had taken longer than expected, to say he was surprised would be an understatement. getting home late at night he wasn’t expecting to walk in on his peaches touching herself while moaning out his name. sure he was mad at first. but watching you struggle to reach the places he knew only he could turned him on more, knowing you weren’t satisfying yourself enough to actually cum.

K ➝ Kink (one or more of their kinks)

⤷ BREEDING!!!! i shouldn’t have to say more but i will, he loves pumping you full of his seed whispering dirty things in your ear as he does it. he also loves to see you cry when your all cock drunk and begging for more.

‘cmon princess, why are you crying i know you can take it’

L ➝ Location (favorite places to do the do)

⤷ he loves taking you on any surface he can have you. the shower, the kitchen counter, the sofa, the floor. but nothing beats the good ol bed especially because of his size it can make it difficult. he’d rather be able to spread you out and take care of each and every part of your body.

M ➝ Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

⤷ the sounds you make when he starts touching you are enough to get him completely feral. the ragged breaths you let out when he’s attacking your neck, biting and kissing.

N ➝ No (something they wouldn't do, turn offs)

⤷ he’d absolutely never use his claws on you. despite how beautiful you think they are he still hates them. he prefers to keep you as far away from his weapon of destruction as he can. even though sometimes you beg him to just run them down your torso he refuses.

O ➝ Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

⤷ depends on his mood. if he’s in a good mood he’ll eat it like it’s his last meal on gods green earth. if you piss him off he’s fucking your face until you a blabbing mess of tears and spit.

‘you just had to fuckin’ piss me off darlin’ huh?’ he forces out, hands on either side of your head as he thrusts roughly.

P ➝ Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

⤷ oh baby he is both! depends on his mood but more likely he’s touch and gentle, he knows your body and he knows when you need that extra push to get you over the edge.

Q ➝ Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

⤷ HATES THEM!!! he’d rather not fuck you than have a quickie.

R ➝ Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

⤷ he’ll definitely try new things, although he’d never risk your safety no matter how much you want him to.

S ➝ Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?).

⤷ it’s never just one round. he’d fuck you until you pass out if he could. but in all seriousness he’s always ready for another round, he’s no one thrust buck he’ll have you in every position imaginable before he finishes.

T ➝ Toys (do they use toys?)

⤷ literally no lol he refuses and he hates when you do to.

U ➝ Unfair (how much they like to tease

⤷ oh he just loves teasing you, any chance he gets whether it be mocking or talking you through it.

‘cmon peaches, you really thought i’d let you cum after what you did tonight?’

V ➝ Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

⤷ he’s vocal. he’ll tell you exactly how good you make him feel or how good your being. he knows you love when he groans and grunts in your ear.

W ➝ Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

⤷ logan fucking you on the counter after he got home from a mission that didn’t go as planned, he’s angry and needs to blow some steam so he’s rough with his movements, hand over your mouth to stop your moans, whispering in your ear ‘thats it’s baby just let me take it on you huh?’

X ➝ X-ray (let's see what's going on under those clothes)

⤷ HUNG!!! dudes hung. for the first while you couldn’t take all of him, but now you reveled in the fact you could. the first time you saw his cock you were definitely intimidated but he was just a cocky little fucker and told you he wasn’t worried and that you could take it.

Y ➝ Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

⤷ logan wants to fuck you anytime and anywhere. he has to stay aware that as a predator your sex drive isn’t nearly as high as his. often having to hold back on his urges especially if he spent all night fucking you into the bed the night before.

Z ➝ Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

⤷ he’s not quick to fall asleep, he’ll wait for you to fall first and then after he just holds you and basks in the feeling of having you beside him.

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fantasize ~ logan howlett

nowhere near introducing natalie and logan kids but boy am i excited for it, already wrote the ending for book one lol

when that family tree is just tooooo powerful

i just think both of them at the same time would cure my depression in ways that modern medicine could never.

I LOWKEY, LOWKEY NEED sfw and nsfw alphabet for Wolverine?!!?!?! 😝😝😝 that man has me going INSANE

logan howlett sfw alphabet

pairing : logan howlett x fem!reader warnings : reader uses she/her pronouns, size difference a/n : these are my own thoughts, i understand people may see them differently. i respect that but please don’t leave mean comments 💌

A ➝ Affection (how affectionate are they? how do they show affection?)

⤷ you’re relationship with logan doesn’t start out as the most affectionate. it takes him awhile to get used to sharing his life with someone. even more so it knaws at the back of his mind how small and fragile you are compared to his large size, he’s almost too scared to break you. once you convince him you aren’t made of glass he opens up. he’s obsessed with touching you. always having his hand on some part of you body whether it be your lower back or stomach, he feels without your touch he isn’t grounded.

B ➝ Best Friend (what would they be like as a best friend?)

⤷ logan wouldn’t know how to handle having you as his friend. you’d talk to much and get little back from him. scared to hurt your feelings he would grunt and groan at any question you asked him. it’s not until you pull away from and start hanging around wade that he realizes how much he actually misses you talking his ear off with you excessive hand gestures.

C ➝ Cuddles (do they like to cuddle?)

⤷ at first he wasn’t really into it, but then one night you were watching a movie and you slipped your self into his arms and when he realized how perfect you fit he became obsessed. now whenever the two of you are just relaxing he picks you up and puts you right between his arms

D ➝ Domestic (do they want to settle down?)

⤷ at first the idea of settling down had scared him. you’d approached him with the idea after your friends had gotten engaged and it completely spooked him. he didn’t want to think to far into the future not really knowing whether he’d have one with all the danger in his life. but there was one night you were gathered around a table, your closest friends in suit with a birthday cake lit. the smile on your face was worth more than any lifetime he could live. lost in your face he realized just how truly and deeply he loved you and if he had to spend another two hundred years on this earth he’d do it wearing a ring that signifies that his heart will always belongs to you, long after your gone.

E ➝ Ending (if they had to break up with their partner how would they do it?)

⤷ (i cry) you’d never end things with logan, far too in love with him. he would however, only on the occasion that he was putting your life in danger by being with him. he’d break your heart and tell you it never meant anything because you hating him hurt less than knowing he left and you still loved him.

F ➝ Fiancé (how do they feel about marriage & commitment?)

⤷ he’s obsessed with the idea of giving you the life you deserve while simultaneously giving himself the life he deserves. there’s not a thing in the world he loves more than you.

G ➝ Gentle (how gentle are they? both physically and emotionally)

⤷ he’s extremely gentle with you, always treating you as if you were the most expensive thing in the world. he’s never dare to hurt you, often leaving the house when his anger became to much.

H ➝ Hugs (do they like hugs?)

⤷ oh yes he loves them, feeling your skin against his drives him insane.

I ➝ I love you (how fast do they say i love you)

⤷ it took him awhile, you definitely said it first. he knew the weight of what that word meant for the people he cared about. it meant you not knowing if the next mission would be his last or you being put in danger. it felt selfish of him to feel that way for you.

J ➝ Jealousy (how jealous do they get? what do they do when they get jealous)

⤷ oh boy does this man get jealous. donning you with his dog tags around your neck he easily stakes claim to you. while he knows you aren’t something to posses it’s an animal thing. to claim what’s your and mark your territory. he knew people couldn’t smell the way he could but making sure you always left the house with a hint of his scent always put a smile on his face.

K ➝ Kisses (what are their kisses like? where do they like to kiss you? where do they like to be kissed?)

⤷ MESSY!!! he kisses you like your the last breath of air he’ll ever experience. filled with tongue and teeth he never fails to leave you breathless.

L ➝ Little ones (how are they around children)

⤷ he freezes. he’s scared of them, how small they are and fragile. he’d love to have them with you one day but only if he was guaranteed they would end up like him.

M ➝ Mornings (how are mornings spent)

⤷ usually lazy in bed cuddled up to you, his face in your neck just breathing in your scent.

N ➝ Nights (how are nights spent with them)

⤷ most nights are spent with you showing his old movies and teasing him on how old he is. making jokes that he can’t keep up with you which turns into him showing you how much he definitely can.

O ➝ Open (when would they start revealing themselves?)

⤷ for logan opening up to you meant showing you a side of him that he didn’t want you to see. painting this damaged and broken picture of himself and putting it on display for the most beautiful woman to see. it took him awhile and you were more than willing to wait. you loved him for who he was now, and you knew he wouldn’t be the person he is today without his past. you’d love that too.

P ➝ Patience (how easily angered are they)

⤷ logan is easily angered, while he’s usually not angry with you. you’ve seen his anger up close and personal but he’d never directed it towards you.

Q ➝ Quizzes (how much would they remember about you)

⤷ he’d remember everything. from every dream you’ve ever told him about to every beauty mark on your body. as if it was ingrained in his memory forever haunting his very being.

R ➝ Remember (what is their favorite memory)

⤷ his favorite memory is definitely the night you met, your shower had broke and you knocked on wades door at one am, he’d open the door to find you staring up at his through hopefully eyes.

S ➝ Security (how protective are they?)

⤷ let there be any threat to you and logan’s on it. whether it be the barista was rude when she handed your coffee or some guy catcalling you on the street. he’s eager to make you feel better and quick to let people know you don’t mess with what’s his.

T ➝ Try (how thoughtful are they?)

⤷ it took him awhile to figure out what you liked, whether flowers or extravagant gifts were your style. he remembers every day. the first year of your relationship was spent celebrating that day you met, your first kiss, and even the day he asked you to be his.

U ➝ Ugly (what are some bad habits)

⤷ he shuts down when things get too hard. when he feels you pulling away he gets a nervous and essentially makes it easier for you to leave. you having to often remind him that every argument doesn’t mean your going to leave.

V ➝ Vanity (how concerned are they with their looks)

⤷ he couldn’t care less how he looked always stunned by your beauty.

W ➝ Whole (would they feel incomplete without you)

⤷ if you ever left him he’d claw his own heart out of his chest. you are the only thing that keeps him going. after two hundred long years life was starting to get tiring, but you made living worth it.

X ➝ xtra (a random head cannon for them)

⤷ imagine you banging on wades door at one am, hair wet from the shower you started only for it to go cold. the door swings open and you see logan standing before you. creaking out a hello you ask for wade only for him to be asleep, you quickly enter the apartment reassuring the broody hot man that you’ll only be a minute. but of course you’d forget your towel.

Y ➝ Yuck (what are some things they wouldn’t like)

⤷ honestly he hates silence. after hearing you talk for years the second you silence yourself he knows somethings wrong.

Z ➝ Zzz (what is a sleep habit of theirs)

⤷ logan usually can’t fall asleep without you, being riddled by nightmares. holding you tight to his chest he can finally sleep peacefully.

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oh i’m on it

god i wish i could write. I need to see logan with his young tipsy hypersexual little girlfriend who can’t keep her hands to herself in the car